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| Monday January 16, 2006 After 4 nights and 3 days in Las Vegas I am back in Los Angeles, only 22 hours away from the surgery that will hopefully change my life forever (for the better). I am sure that I will be quite scared when I go in to the operating room tomorrow morning, but there is no turning back now. I guess there is no way to calm oneself when they are about to have their eyes cut open with a scalpel. Most of my friends and family have said that they wouldn't do what I am doing or that I "have balls" but as I have said my entire life, if it wasn't for doctors I wouldn't even be here today. I suppose it gives me a certain level of trust that many others might not have. I know I have picked an exceptional surgeon to perform this procedure, the only questions are how my body is going to react to the eye implants and how happy I will be with the results. I came to this decision the same way that I do most decisions. I weighed the pros and cons and looked at the statistics available to me. I talked to other patients, and I have done all the homework that I can possibly do. But more than any of that, I am doing this for Isabella. My precious, I hope that this surgery gives your Daddy the ability to escape the ball and chain of his glasses which has been present his entire life. I hope that I have the freedom to experience the world with you with no boundaries, and I hope that this enables me to see your beauty even clearer than I have for the past 14 months. More than anything else I am doing this for you. I'm all-in, now it's time to see if I am going to bust or get paid off in spades. I certainly hope it's the latter. |